A Silent Hope
“For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trumpet of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And thus we shall always be with the Lord. Therefore, encourage one another with these words.” (1 Thessalonians 4:16-18)
In the stillness of my heart, a whisper grows,
Of Christ’s return, when heaven’s glory shows.
I dream of soaring, joyous, through the sky,
Where faith and longing finally draw nigh.
Through passing seasons, steadfast I remain,
My spirit whole, on righteousness I train.
In grace alone, I seek to live each day,
His sacred Word, my guide along the way.
My life, a testament to His embrace,
I trust He’ll never leave me in this place.
Toward Heaven’s Kingdom, steady steps I take,
My faith unbroken, for my Savior’s sake.
As days unfold, He leads me by the hand,
Through trials and hardships across this land.
Undefeated, strengthened by His might,
My soul finds peace in His eternal light.
In Jesus’ care, I rest, secure and warm,
My silent hope endures through every storm.
Until that glorious day He comes again,
I’ll walk this path, in faith, until the end.
Timothy Christian Huynh
08/23/2024
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This poem is inspired by the words of the spiritual song: “I Always Silently Hope”
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